Dragon
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Only five were chosen. Only men. Never girls which annoyed the teenaged girl to an extent. For years men between the age of thirteen and nineteen. From each twelve villages in the world of Pugnator mundi (translated to world of fighters) to go train at an unknown camp where there will be tests to see who will be an ultimate dragon rider. Then join the ones who protect the world from the tenebris (translated to darkness). But six boys are only chosen every twenty years. Only boys, no girls, just "men".
Caley Faye is just a normal high school girl waiting for her seventeenth birthday. She is what most people would call a wallflower. No one seems to know anything about this mysterious golden eyed girl. When the day of the choosing comes around when the boys get picked to be dragon riders and the girls see what elements they have. But not all people are the same. But not all people are Caley. No one expects it not even the legendary girl herself.
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